Angel Alastor Au Novels & Stories

“It was the Shadow-Fang. They weren't just attacking the borders, Kael. They were in the heart of the battle. Alaeric was... he was surrounded. Their blades weren't normal steel. They glowed with a dark, sickly light. One of them got behind him. I saw the strike. I saw the end.” I choked on a sob, my fingers digging into the fabric of my trousers. “I can’t let him die, Kael. I know he rejected me. I know he’s stubborn and proud, but the bond... it’s screaming at me to save him.” Kael paced the small room, his boots thudding against the floor. “A vision. You touched the Whisper Creek and it gave you a vision. That shouldn’t be possible for a Gamma’s daughter. Not even for a high-ranking Luna.

he tells us, his gaze venturing from Greece to me, as well as back. I throw myself all the way in to lock him in with a big hug, and at the same time, my brain finishes handling what's happened, consequently posing a solitary investigation: how on earth has Angel , an alpha werewolf, recently experienced an assault ? asthma when the werewolf quality should have restored him from that infection from the time he

Alastor turned away from the windows and leaned against the wall. “She’s MY best friend!” I sucked through my teeth and rolled over onto my stomach burying my face into the bed. “And he’s her mate.” I felt the sting of his rational thinking hit me. “He is your Alpha, after all.” “You are supposed to be on my side, Alastor,” I whined and hit my fists on the bed. “You are supposed to be the beta female of the pack.” I whipped my head up from the bed. His touch had calmed me downstairs, but now he was annoying the fuck out of me. Is it so hard to let me just bitch and get my frustrations out?

“The devil you called is your brother, remember? Alistar, the Angel of Death. He was the brother that you sealed inside the volcano for thousands of years.” The Angel of Death, commonly known as Alistar in Moon Goddess' Kingdom, led a rebellion against the Moon Goddess because of her affection towards the supernatural species. One of Alistar's things was mating with a woman, Trinity, destined to be the mother of dark magic. Through that mating, Trinity received a considerable amount of dark magic in her arsenal.

In that moment Ally felt like an object. A blinding light appeared and as the light died she could make out a figure. It was a massive and winged. A pair of human feet walked over the glass towards them and seemed to leave the owner unaffected. Ally instinctively put the little boy behind her and began walking away from what was now two men. A demon and a black winged angel. “It was me, Gabriel. Leader of the army of heaven.” His voice boomed. She had never seen two better looking men in the same room.

My hope shattered, but I was determined not to live without Arwan, “I know you have that power; you are a heavenly being. I saved you, now please save me by bringing him back to life.” “You need to understand that everything in this world comes with consequences,” he protested, “I can do it, but I shouldn't do it.” “Whatever the consequences are… I'm ready to face it. Just bring him back,” I declared. The Angel gawked at me with upcoming agony and warnings against it; then he muttered, “You have a twin brother Melonie Aeron, his name is Alastor Aeron, he is the evil side of you. When your mother gave birth to you and him, you were the good and he was the evil… so he was killed immediately af

she said with a gentle smile. "What am I?" "You are an angel, capable of good and evil. Angel's like you are born every hundred years. Your purpose on earth is to bring peace to all. From what I have seen, you seem to be a very pure being, but at the same time there is a darkness swallowing you whole. You must never succumb to your dark side or else you could be the end of all living things" she explained. "An angel?" I asked bewildered. "Yes. That's the reason why your wolf is white, it represents your angel side. You are the only white wolf in the entire world"

I grinned feeling dizzy because this couldn't be real so I played along. "Of course you still think I'm a fucking angel." He rolled his eyes. Huh? "Aren't you…?" "Hey, Lucian. Ooh, you've met my new friend." A familiar voice interrupted us from beside me. I turned to see Hottie standing next to me. Huh? Do they know each other? Is he also an angel? I wondered. "I've met her before." Angel replied, "On Saturday, at a club." He explained.

Trembling with fear, the young person took a breath and said: “My mother told me that there are angels, but I didn't want to hear, I didn't want to hear… Now I'm being punished by God for my sins. Jesus sends you, Angel Azrael, Angel of Death Azrael, to punish me as a sinner… ”The rest of the senseless babbling was lost in the deep sobs of the madman and he clapped his hands over his face, crying. “Cristiano, please! Give us your coordinates. Reinforcements are on their way to you, ”the device tried again.

“The moon goddess?! Haven't goddess Paramethra and goddess Sol been enemies since the dawn of creation?” “Yes, they are, which is why the goddess of Earth took advantage of the situation and devoured the pack, as that is the White Moon pack with all pure white wolves members, but no one survived after the so-called purification of Paramethra. That's why they are called the ghost pack.” “But, given Alpha Chaste's wounds, do you think they returned? Or was goddess Sol able to save some of them? And now they're lurking in our territory, ready to harm our Alpha.”